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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:21:12 GMT -5
She chuckled, maybe moving a little closer. Maybe.
"Well, then maybe I could stop by."
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on Nov 20, 2008 5:22:39 GMT -5
"Maybe?" A bit of a smirk played its way across his lips.
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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:27:45 GMT -5
And one bagan crawling its way onto hers.
"Maybe."
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on Nov 20, 2008 5:28:51 GMT -5
"Well if you decide anything more than maybe, you know where I'll be."
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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:29:27 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes, slipping her arms around his waist.
"Are we going or not?"
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on Nov 20, 2008 5:31:28 GMT -5
"I was waiting for you to ask that." Why walk when you can pop into any location you want to? Like Aldricks dorm.
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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:37:50 GMT -5
Her thoughts exactly.
Tightening her grip a bit, she held herself close as they apparated. She never realized how fun that was. Must be a different experience when you're up close with a very attractive boy.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on Nov 20, 2008 5:39:44 GMT -5
It could be. Aldrick wouldn't know. He can't say he's ever apparated with a boy. He dropped his things on the floor next to his bed. Not even bothering to check if Brin was there or not.
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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:41:45 GMT -5
He wasn't.
"You know, I'm starting to question if you actually have a roommate."
She glanced over at the empty bed on her way to dropping her bag next to Aldrick's. Straightening back up she rubbed her tired shoulder.
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on Nov 20, 2008 5:45:49 GMT -5
"I don't. And you shouldn't question good things."
He wasn't lying when he said he had something to drink. Alcohol, of course. Which he was getting out.
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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:49:39 GMT -5
She chuckled, walking over to sit down on his bed. She really wouldn't know about his roommate. Like she said she never met him.
"And why is that?"
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on Nov 20, 2008 5:53:35 GMT -5
"He's not worth the air he breathes."
There wasn't much more to it. At all. He turned back and handed her a glass.
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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:56:00 GMT -5
She supposed that made sense.
Crossing one leg over the other, she ignored her skirt climbing slightly higher up her thighs and peered into the glass.
"And what are we drinking?"
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Post by Aldrick J. Montag on Nov 20, 2008 5:58:13 GMT -5
"Wine. Do you have a problem with that?" Yes, he did drink other less formal drinks. But he didn't keep those around.
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Post by Olivia Darling on Nov 20, 2008 5:59:28 GMT -5
She smirked, just a little,looking back up at him.
"Not at all."
She took a sip, eyes staying locked on him as she raised the glass to her lips and lowered it again.
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